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Babels of blocks to the high heavens tow’ring,<br />
Flames of futility swirling below;<br />
Poisonous fungi in brick and stone flow’ring,<br />
Lanterns that shudder and death-lights that glow.<br />
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Black monstrous bridges across oily rivers,<br />
Cobwebs of cable by nameless things spun;<br />
Catacomb deeps whose dank chaos delivers<br />
Streams of live foetor, that rots in the sun.<br />
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Colour and splendour, disease and decaying,<br />
Shrieking and ringing and scrambling insane,<br />
Rabbles exotic to stranger-gods praying,<br />
Jumbles of odour that stifle the brain.<br />
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Legions of cats from the alleys nocturnal,<br />
Howling and lean in the glare of the moon,<br />
Screaming the future with mouthings infernal,<br />
Yelling the burden of Pluto’s red rune.<br />
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Tall tow’rs and pyramids ivy’d and crumbling,<br />
Bats that swoop low in the weed-cumber’d streets;<br />
Bleak broken bridges o’er rivers whose rumbling<br />
Joins with no voice as the thick tide retreats.<br />
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Belfries that blackly against the moon totter,<br />
Caverns whose mouths are by mosses effac’d,<br />
And living to answer the wind and the water,<br />
Only the lean cats that howl in the waste!<br />
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Jared is
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this story
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